Have you ever gone sailing? Every summer for the past five summers I have gone to Westport, CT (heaven on earth and sailed. They say home is where the heart is and in that case it would be here. I love it here my best friends and I always stay with the best uncle and aunt in the world. But that is besides the point! I'm supposed to be talking about sailing. I love sailing and the reason I love sailing so much is because feeling the wind in my hair and how u can feel the rush of flying a haul and almost capsizing or u can enjoy the tranquility of lazily skimming along the beautiful water. Either way I feel free, FREE!!!!!!! This is one of the best concepts man kind has ever created. Now freedom can come on many forms. Some may see it in the seance of this country USA and some may see it when there am drops them off at the mall and they can do whatever they want. When I imagine being free I imagine two things (the one I will tell you is better and more important). Freedom is that feeling right after you are lying in bed when your mind races with work and school and lists for tomorrow and how mad you are at your parents, yes it's right after that. When you start to think about what nourishes you soul and you mind sores! With things that make you happy or calm and pleasant. You think of you dreams in a stress free way, in a way that makes you smile with the ideas of the future. When I sail I get this feelin of freedom. As I think of my dreams of making music in anyway I can. When I sail these thoughts are not clouded by the fact that there are so many struggling musicians who never made it or with the idea that one day I will have to seriously think about a major or there will at some point be bills for me to pay. None of that enters my mind just the music and my happy future with a wonderful beautiful man who I love (who I hope I can meet some day). I think of all the things that make me smile: my dear friends, Westport, music, Bob Marley (whom I plan to marry when he comes back from the dead) and when I sing with my aunt in the car to 1950's musicals and I am so happy my heart could burst! When I sail I feel like I just might have been placed here for a reason that maybe all the ideas that fill my head could work out for the best! I have decided now to end every post with a question and hopefully these questions can help you become a better person as they have helped me. My uncle is a phycobablist and he proposed this question to me.
What nourishes your soul?
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